Phantom Pursuit Poem by Wesley Mincin

Phantom's Lesson

I feel a coldness running up my spine,
and a chill within the air.
I see shadows merging into one,
which whitens out my hair.
I hear laughing dancing through the trees,
that echoes on like time.
It starts taunting me with seductive threats:
'Mortal man, you will be mine.'
I don't know what then fell over me:
I ventured close to her
Shadows warped into a beautiful, elegant,
young girl.
Eyes of coal and ash grey hair,
that ran down below her waist.
Sprinting off into the forest
I jumped right into the chase
Through the darkness of the dense umbrage
I followed by her voice
Then, a silence overtook the scene,
an unbearable, loud noise.
She emerged from an ancient trunk,
and danced around the tree.
She then grabbed me through her mind,
and then she threw me to my knees.
'You're trapped within the forest now
You're lost without direction
You will serve me with a joyful posture,
or I shall show you no affection.
I'm the Phantom of the Forest
Legends speak of what I do
I lure foolish mortals deeper here
All of them like you
Now, the lesson has been taught to never,
seek dark entities.
One known punishment that I know well,
is serve eternity.'
So she left me in the darkened woods,
to contemplate regret.
No longer was I a man with freedom,
but this forest Phantom's pet.